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John: Yesterday my dream was propelled by the energy of the kundalini, which is a Sanskrit word meaning “coiled” – like a serpent. It’s an energy that is mostly dormant in all of us, and is seated in the sacrum at the base of the spine. The kundalini is an amazing energy in that it’s a result of the clash, or coming together, of an inner aspect of light. (For yesterday’s dream, see The Heat of Kundalini.)

Kundalini has to create and cause an outer aspect of light to emerge. In the masculine way, it gets snapped into existence. In the feminine way, it just is. When it is awakened, everything is perceived and appreciated as being a part of the light – it’s a divine connection.

So in this imagery, I’m shown two possibilities – I’m shown two ways that things can unfold.

One is through the personal, ego-based way of the human, where a person acts according to their best thoughts and perceptions. The second is the divine way (universal way), which has to do with being embraced and swept up in the light – in the flow.

Of course we’re not used thinking that the world works this way. We’re used to fumbling about on our own in order to bring about some change, or to rectify a situation, or to try and steer things toward an imagined outcome that we have projected. That urge (which is a very personal view of life) cuts us off from the way things are, and from the way they should unfold, naturally (universally).

So, in the first dream, I begin by having to fulfill or maintain a perception of what needs to be, in terms of where and how I need to be situated. I’m trying to fit the ideal of what I’m projecting – according to my human perception. 

In this vision, I see myself as a person named Stark. I’m standing in the shadows – I’m barely an outline – and there are scores of my replicated self, standing side by side, formed into a circle in the shadows.

That image morphs into a pulling together of the limited light, and formulates a position in which all of the various points of human consciousness are pulled together to create an end result that looks like the light array of the Las Vegas strip, but that I can feel has barriers. In other words, it’s not wide open; it’s not totally free.

It’s like I see the lights from all the hotel rooms as dots positioned in relation to a particular spot in a building. And I know that’s unacceptable, but it’s the best that I can pull it together – the best formation I can make – in relation to trying to contend with the lights emanating from the Las Vegas strip.  

It’s like I’ve recreated the lights of the strip myself, but it’s a poor imitation. There are parts still in the shadows, as though they’re protected.

So, there’s something not quite right in all of that. I mean, with all the effort I made, that was what I ended up with? There’s a sense of personal indulgence in this effort that hurts the heart.

This image is a portrayal of what will unfold based upon my current state of consciousness. Because I’m in the shadows of my true self, I’m not fully aligned. So the result of what gets portrayed is unacceptable and not how things need to be.

Simultaneous to that vision was something that also occurred as an example of the second way, the divine way, in which I just allowed myself to be in the light, to stand in the face of the light. 

In other words, I was not in the shadows, not in a multiplicity of myself, and not called Stark. I was just myself in the light, not trying to do anything other than take in the sense of the light.

It was as if the light knew how to give birth. All of a sudden the light flares out, just like you might have a solar flare or volcanic eruption. The best way I can describe it is that it seemed as if the light had a tail to it, and the tail just flickered out through the rays of the light, sparkling as the tail moved.

The end result was a whole new manifestation within the light. Something new is there now that couldn’t have been put together in the wildest imaginations of all the Starks of the world.

In the misaligned state, this instantaneous manifestation could never come about. It’s as if the light suddenly just flickered a tail, created the flare, flashed it out, and then lo and behold there was a whole new extension of lights. It was like the next phase. It was what was needed.

So this is shown to me as what’s possible when one stands in the light of self without compromising it, without limiting it to the personal view. The unfolding it portrays is a divine plan coming into manifestation, born from the light.

Because we all are the light, that’s all we are. If we surrender ourselves to the light, new manifestation becomes possible.

If we don’t surrender, we are limited to our own faculties, which can only lead to the “Stark” images – endless replication. It’s living life through a shadow consciousness that doesn’t know any better.

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John: So, as a continuation of this conversation from yesterday (see The Energy to Change), I had this sense inside that I needed to shift from where I was and to follow another vibration. Basically I sensed that I needed to follow the shift in energy, rather than to resist it. And if we are not quiet enough to listen to those intuitive feelings that we all have, we end up disconnecting from the inner guidance that is always available to us, and through us.

I mean, this whole shift from the Northwest to Las Vegas came out of the blue. It would have been so easy to dismiss it, based solely on the common perception of what Las Vegas represents – you know, Sin City. Why would we choose to pursue a spiritual journey in the Sodom and Gomorrah of our time?

Yesterday we drove around, getting lost and looking at places to live, and the one thing that stands out is the view, the perspective, from that one apartment that overlooks The Strip. I mean, do I really need to see a view of the lights at night? I know that’s something interesting that I can take in just by looking within. I know that can automatically happen.

So, it caused me to wonder what there is about being able to just peer at this view of The Strip that is so fascinating. It’s not fascinating in the sense of sitting and pondering it as an incredible view. Instead, somehow or other I’m going to be touched by all those lights – the aliveness of them. It’s the flickering aliveness of those lights that has an effect. 

Now, I’m not even limiting this feeling to those specific lights, either. Yet somehow they create a trigger to other memories. I can still see it, having stood in that unit and looked out at the view. Normally I can’t see things.

Normally I don’t know what street I’m on, or whether I’m heading north, south, east, or west. I’m usually all twisted around. But I can still see that view. Not in specific detail, but I can see it vibrationally. I can feel the energy of it. And it will give a very different sensation depending on whether it’s nighttime or in the day.

Then it can take on a whole different dynamic. There’s a quickening of that feeling. When we joke around about whether other people could enjoy this city or this view, I’m not sure they’d know how. They might see it as a violation of the vibrational state we are seeking. I don’t know for sure, but when I contemplate the reaction of others I get the sense that it might create a stigma.

The other thing that causes me to wonder – and it seems very, very strange – is the idea of trying to keep the presence of the former owner alive there somehow. What is there about her presence? What has she done there that has set an energetic tone that is still there, and that I’m worried might leave or disappear?

I really can’t get clear on that yet, but that energy is important to the place. Will she drop it? It was so odd when we were there and the toilet was definitely running. When I walked into the bathroom, I jiggled it, and it was still running. And when we were on the verge of leaving I decided to point it out to her.

As we walked to the back I heard it go “kerthunk” and then it stopped running. As we walked up I said, “Well, it was running a minute ago,” and she said, “Yes, I heard it running. It must know I’m back.”

That was amazing. That was a very unusual statement. When you think about that you almost think that she maintains a certain kind of magic in her nature, and that that, somehow or another, is in the place too.

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Jeane: The best way to describe my dream – because it went on for a long time – is that I was in a kingdom where there had been some sort of coup; someone had taken over from what was there before.

There were a number of forces running wild, still trying to take over certain areas, and some of them used magic. I never knew who was a friend or a foe. I had to keep moving fairly rapidly, trying to identify who might be okay, and trying to decide which energy to reinforce. It was really a rather perverse society. 

The term that kept coming to mind is that this was a society that would eat its own young. So I had to stay sharp and stay on the move all the time, and look for allies but never be quite sure if I could really trust them, or if someone might be watching or even coming down from the sky to cause havoc.

I remember going into a room, somewhere that I’d been before, and I had to retrieve something. There was a workman in the room doing something to the polished oak floor. They had taken the foundation out from under the floor, so I’m not sure if the boards are going to hold when I have to cross from one end of the room to the other.

There’s something I had to get in either the bathroom or the kitchen, so I just do my best to rapidly cross the floor and hope it holds. Then I leave because, again, I’m having to stay on the move and keep my eye out because I’m looking for alliances to build towards creating something that’s better, but I really just don’t know whom I can trust.

John: So what do you think the inspiration for that dream was?

Jeane: Coming to Las Vegas, for sure.

John: Okay, so how is coming to Las Vegas causing you to being on the move? I’m not sure what that’s trying to say. Is it trying to say that you’re going to be able to fix something that way, or are you just aware that everything is affected?

Jeane: I’m not sure myself. It was a strange dream.

John: What was the last part again?

Jeane: I had to retrieve something. And then I’m looking for alliances, and I go into homes and I’m looking but I just don’t trust anything yet.

John: Yes, you’re trying to pull something together out of…

Jeane: There are forces there that are helpful, but they’re hard to find.

John: Yes, it’s interesting in the sense that you realize that there’s something to be appreciated, even with all the chaos that exists. It’s something that’s latent in terms of what’s there below the surface. It’s kind of like…

Jeane: Everything was in chaos, and there was magic being used and misused.

John: Ah, in other words, misuse. So you’re seeing a lot of misuse in terms of the glamorous surface of things. I never thought of it that way. That’s probably what became of Atlantis, where there was this great Mecca, but it degenerated into all kinds of misuse that caused the defiling of something sacred.

Jeane: But underneath that, there were other forces that I felt were trying to work in another direction – so I was trying to find those.

John: And so there are forces that are important about all of that – at the foundation of things. Even the floorboards that you have to run across aren’t held up by much. In other words, you see something that’s the epitome of confusion, chaos, and disturbance, but at the same time it’s the brightest thing on the planet in terms of the light that it gives off (although it’s artificial light). There’s something redeemable in all of that.

It’s interesting that you had that sense. I didn’t automatically have that. You’re already trying to pull what is redeemable, or of value, out from the glitz and chaos that is Las Vegas.

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